Memorial Day
Three day weekends: a great chance to clear out the DVR, go to the pool and
catch up on your blog (cough). For me, Memorial
Day has usually meant the first paid holiday of the year, the first break after
a long start to the year. I always try
and pause to think about what it takes to preserve my right to vote, complain
about the government and buy bite size Butterfinger bars on a whim. But to be honest, I’ve only known a handful
of veterans and currently serving military in my life so this holiday has never
had the impact it has for some.
Until this year. My job this year
has allowed me to work side by side with a lot of current military. They don’t control my raise and aren’t
reading my blog so I can guarantee this isn’t brown-nosing, but these men and
women are phenomenal. Everything that I
love about a great co-worker I have found in literally every single one of the
military leadership I’m lucky enough to work with. Incredibly respectful, intelligent and
humble, it makes me wonder if I should have joined ROTC in college. I am honored to work with them as often as I
get to.
The best example of this I can share without being shot is simple, but always seems to stick with me. We have a long hallway
at work. As people pass, most keep their
eyes down or maybe grunt a hello, myself included if I haven’t had my daily
bite size Butterfinger. But without
exception, every military member looks you in the eye and says clearly, “Good
morning Phil/Rick/Whiskey Juliet (don’t ask).”
Our country is doing something very right to have these folks on our
side. It sure makes me sleep a lot
better at night. Thank you to our
military, past and present, for everything you do.
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